My Life

Sometimes I wish, memories of you don’t exist
I often wondered why these thoughts persist
Only a fool will tell you what’s on her mind
Uncertainties certainly ruin the path of this kind
Mystified by my actions that don’t make any sense
I can’t control these thoughts of mine, I’m feeling intense
However, yes, truly at last things are beginning to heal
I now continue to live in perfect zeal
No more memories of you to haunt me
I’m more concern about those who love and cherish me instead

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